The days, they blur. Google Calendar reminds me where I've been, who I was with and at least jogs flashes of what I was doing. Pennies on Tuesday only revealed itself to be super difficult for me after I successfully debuted "A Form Letter ..." It wiped me out, and I needed a fair amount of not-quite-alone time to be contemplative afterward. But I got over it and enjoyed myself the rest of the way.
Chilled Wednesday with college buddy Bradsky, and a ladyfriend of his it turns out I knew from Jew camp back when. She's good people, though not one I expect to see again. Just a guess, that's all.
Thursday ... Thursday was ridiculous. I stopped by a former BN Co-worker's place to play a Planet Earth drinking game that resulted in a sixer being downed in an hour. The Twin's rules? Every time you hear a variation of "grass" or "plains." Good golly does that bite you in the ass. I then trekked 10 blocks and showed up at this kid's basketball game completely wasteyface to watch them get jobbed by illegally acquired ball-savvy orcs. (No coaching this time. Nope nope nope.) From there, I shot down to the LES with the Housemates for an Exit Clov concert, and then walked six blocks over to Johnny Fantastic's God Tastes Like Chicken sermon. Yay getting home at 4 a.m.
Friday my body rebelled and decided the plan was to sleep 14 hours. Lame.
Saturday, I hit up a BBQ thrown by the Hebrew School Hottie (hat back in the ring? Who knows?) made many friends ... and was invited by text to a big-ass party in Bushwick by MHz. Go figure people at the BBQ were heading out there, so I met up with a new bud and his lady, cross-pollinated my people and ended up out and about til 4 a.m. Interesting times, those.
Fammed it up on Sunday (my Jewish mother loooves the brunch) before chillin with Hermano, the Mexican and his boy Fate. I've never laughed harder during a diner trip in my life. Just good, relaxing times 'round the crib, which I should be getting more of.
Any case, had a j-o-b interview today, and it went well. Your boy might just stay employed. We shall see.
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I know things are staying pretty superficial these days, but I'm running into walls because a lot of people I know in real life are readers. I'll find a way to stay interesting, just work with me while I do.
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Arthur Verocai - Na Boca do Sol
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4 saw something, said something:
"A lot of people I know in real life are readers."
Dude, I know the feeling. Complete anonymity has its perks. If I could do it over, I'd seriously consider not telling anyone about GitG.
I hesitate about writing when there are people I know reading it. Luckily, my content doesn't involve them directly and I try not to think of all the private info I'm just putting out there. Hope you find your medium! And good luck with the job.
I hesitate, too. And I HATE it because it feels like I'm censoring myself in the one place that I really, really need to be UN-censored.
Hey kids -- didn't realize I never commented.
lucky - Yeah, for real. Course I've met a lot of cool people through AAA in its various incarnations, and I don't know that I'd want to give that up ...
passionista - Yeah. It definitely changes the stories. That round of weekend recaps was thoroughly neutered by my inability to recount certain aspects of it without it becoming a problem. I'll keep working on it, though. Should be able to figure it out soon enough.
And thanks.
lucky (pt. 2) - That's the WORST part of the whole thing. It's so rewarding when you can be honest that when you're not and you know you're not and it's because you can't, it just sucks. I'd rather not.
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